This week the abattoir lost one of our pigs. ‘Did it run away?’ asked Smudge, very sensibly. But no, it didn’t run away, as it was dead. They didn’t lose a live pig. They lost the carcass. We’ve learned to take the rough with the smooth and the unexpected since moving into small diversified farming … More These little piggies went to market (except for the one that the abattoir lost)
I’m definitely going off a bit early here, but I’ve done two things today which promise excitement. Then again, they could be complete fizzers. This morning I booked a trip to Sydney for my family. And this afternoon I submitted the manuscript of Apple Island Wife to Unbound, with the plan for a crowdfunding campaign. … More Exciting news comes in twos!
Blow me down if I wasn’t asked to be one of the judges for this year’s Tasmanian Writers’ Competition for short stories. The competition is run by the lovely people at Tasmania Forty South, with an ‘island’ theme. An anthology of the best entries is launched at the Hobart Writers’ Festival in the years when … More Judging the Tasmanian Short Story Writers’ Competition 2017
Warning: long blog post with the prospect of middle aged people getting a bit frisky towards the end. Use caution. It’s not often that my Other Half and I find ourselves sans enfant for the evening . So when visiting relatives kindly took our two away overnight during the school holidays, we wanted to mark … More Bombs Away! Geronimo Aperitivo Bar & Restaurant